And I know soon come my timeFor in mine void a pale horse burnsBut I fear not the time I'm takenPast the point of no return.Wage war like no tomorrowCuz no hell there won't be oneFor all who deny the struggleThe triumphant overcome

Trips to where, few have beenOut of thin air, upon high windsRites begin when the sun descendsHave felt what few will ever knowHave seen the truth beneath the glow,Of the ebb and flow, where roots of all mysteries growI am below, so far belowThe bottom lineTransmitting live, transmissions riseFrom the depths out of controlled bySuspended glance of an unblinking eyesImminent gaze cast 'pon the path that winds'Pon the path I find, and claim as mineTo ride the waves, of unrestMade to make me shine as a testamentTo why the ways of the blind will never getShit but shanked by my disrespectDismiss this life, worship deathCold blood night of serpent's breathExhaled like spells from the endlessnessIn the bottomless wells of emptinessChanneled to invoke what we represent

Secret orderElitist horde ofCreeping fireSeizing powerRiders of the lupus hourEye on palmTime is goneMoonlight drawnFly til dawnSacrifice to rise beyondDeep inside the violent calmOf the coming stormIn blood swornTo glorify and for life adornWith all that dies to become unborn

I close my eyes and seize itI clench my fists and beat itI light my torch and burn itI am the beast I worship...I am the beast I worship

In the time before time eyes 'bove which hornsCurve like psychotropic scythesAnd smell of torn flesh bled dryBy hell swarms of pestis fliesVomiting forth flames lit byAn older than ancient forceThat slays this life with no remorse

The spiral stormOf flames insideThe torch I raiseThe force I ride

Feel my vessel go up in flamesFlesh torch lit by thee unnamedDirect connection to the sourceVestment of unnatural forceForever burning black torchWisdom of the old and truePossessed by the chosen fewShining to reveal the waysOf a darkness that pervadesAll that is and ever wasInferno of witches blood

Worship is not on bended kneeNature knows not of mercyTo pray is to accept defeatPower pisses on the weakBow and beheaded by the beastBeggar on a bitches leashScum is desperate for reliefWorship is the way I rideWitching currents through the eyeOf storms that force the false to dieWorship the flames with which I riseInto apocalyptic skies

And I know soon come my timeFor in mine void a pale horse burnsBut I fear not the time I'm takenPast the point of no returnWage war like no tomorrow, know well there wont we oneFor all who deny the struggleThe triumphant overcome ...

I close my eyes and seize itI clench my fists and beat itI light my torch and burn itI am the beast I worship...I am the beast I worship